Bree stepped into the corridor, followed the scent, and soon stopped in front of a utility room. At this time, the door of the utility room quietly opened.
"Woof woof?"
A dog's head stuck out, sticking out its tongue in a flattering manner, and there was obviously a smell of black magic and blood on its body, and there were some blood drops on the floor. When Brie looked carefully, he saw that there was a smell of black magic and blood on his body.
There is a small wound on the ankle. This is an injury caused by Shen Feng Wuying. It cannot be healed by healing methods. It can only be healed by counter-cursing to remove the magic.
"Big black dog, why are you here?"
"Da da da!"
Bree smiled and was talking, ready to tease Sirius, when she heard footsteps in the distance, and Sirius, disguised as a big black dog, quickly bit Bree's robe, trying to pull him in
Utility room.
"Wait a minute, little guy, this robe is very expensive."
A soft dark green light appeared on Bree's hand. He gently touched Sirius' ankle, and the wound healed instantly and disappeared.
The wand on Bree's wrist also popped out, and without Bree chanting a spell, she lightly tapped Sirius's head.
Sirius only felt his body shrinking, and soon turned into a small black dog as big as the palm of his hand.
With another tap of the wand, the stains and blood smell on Blake's body were removed in one stroke.
"Little guy, don't run around. Sirius Black won't let you go just because you are well-behaved." Bree picked up the little black dog by its neck and held it in her arms.
"What are you doing here, Ode?"
Snape strode over, and Bree's wand slipped into Bree's hand at this time.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Professor, I came out to look for the bathroom and was about to go back, but when I saw something strange here, it smelled like blood."
"Really?" Snape frowned and looked at the ground. Unfortunately, the blood beads had been cleaned up at this time. He looked at Bree's arms again and said coldly: "I think Hogwarts
There is no provision in the pet list for bringing an ugly dog.”
"Ugh..." Sirius heard Snape's words and was about to yell at him, but Bree covered his mouth in time.
"This is the cat, Mr. Snape. I have some problems with my magic. I just wanted to calm down this little guy who was running around disobediently."
"If you don't believe me, listen..."
'"……Meow?"
Snape snorted and stopped caring about the dog. Anyway, it was Odd who brought the dragon in, and he didn't want to care about it at this time.
"Go back to the hall quickly, don't run around."
After saying that, Snape bypassed Bree and walked towards the corridor further away.
"You are so hurt, this is the breath of black magic, little black dog."
Of course, Bree didn't say that she would become invisible, and the little black dog was whining, and its stomach growled in response.
"The dinner is over, you may be hungry."
Bree took out some chocolate from her pocket and tore it open...
"Sorry, dogs can't eat chocolate, I forgot." Then Brie ate the chocolate herself.
"Woof woof woof!"
Walking back to the hall, the professors also came back at this time. Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore just glanced at them and didn't care. Instead, they were discussing how to deal with what just happened.
"Dumbledore, I think we have to let the students stay here." After saying that, Professor McGonagall glanced at Fudge, who was still trembling, and she continued: "We can't guarantee whether Black will take into account that there are people in the castle.
The professor and the people from the Ministry of Magic are attacking the young wizards. Tonight, he has destroyed the door to the Gryffindor lounge. We must find him and arrest him, otherwise we will be too passive."
"We can't pin our hopes on luck. Deterrence is useless against extremely vicious people."
Fudge's face was very ugly. He gritted his teeth and wanted to go forward to refute what Professor McGonagall said, but Dumbledore completely ignored Fudge's mood and said bluntly: "Then all the little wizards will stay here tonight.
, and the professors are responsible for protection, and some professors will be assigned to search for Blake. Of course, the Ministry of Magic also needs to participate in the search, but I think we don’t need them to stay here all the time. Blake will not be affected by their existence.
If you don’t take action, today’s action will be more like a provocation.”
Dumbledore laid out the matter clearly and hit Fudge in the face, which made Fudge blush.
"No, you can't say that. Black must have had a premeditated plan. He just waited for the people from the Ministry of Magic to withdraw, and then I would ask the people from the Ministry of Magic to come back tomorrow..."
"That's enough, Minister Fudge." Professor McGonagall looked at Fudge and said with an air of momentum: "If the Ministry of Magic is useful, then Black should be found in the past time, not in Hogwart.
You are eating and drinking, do you know how much your expenses are this month? Aurors can eat more than little wizards."
"you you……"
These Aurors were all direct descendants of Fudge, and they were relatives, so Professor McGonagall would certainly be merciless when it came to harming them.
"Okay, very good, then let's go!"
"Minister...won't you send an Auror to search?"
"Search? No, Hogwarts doesn't need it. Dumbledore said so. Then I'll wait for them to beg me!"
Fudge walked out aggressively, but at this moment, he stepped on a small decorative bat...
"boom!"
A thick fog enveloped Fudge, and Flitwick looked a little embarrassed and said: "What I did at this time is a small illusion magic, just like the Boggart, it can make people see the things they fear most."
"No, no, Blake, don't come to me!"
Fudge rolled and crawled out of the thick fog and ran towards the door. The few Aurors who were following him hurriedly followed.
"Hahaha!"
The little wizards couldn't stop laughing.
Ron said: "Oh, what's wrong with him? I saw in the newspaper that he was always pretending. Why can't he pretend anymore today?"
Harry also smiled, but he was more concerned about what happened upstairs just now. Could it be that Black was really here?
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"Maybe you're not as good as him, you can try stepping on a bat."
Hermione couldn't stand Ron's sarcastic look, even she didn't like this person, but it was a matter of principle.
"Oh, come on, I won't go. I heard that Azar was so frightened by the Boggart in their Defense Against the Dark Arts class that he fell to the ground on the spot. He was even worse than Neville..."
"Oh, sorry, Neville, that's not what I meant!"
"No, it's okay, Ron." Neville lowered his head quietly. He just frowned when he heard Ron's words and didn't say much.
"Sorry. Kids, I have to tell you some news."
Dumbledore stood up, and the young wizards who were already tired and ready to go back to their dormitories to rest all looked over.
"We must stay here tonight, because Black sneaked into the castle and attacked our fat lady, and now the Gryffindor common room is inaccessible."
"Oh, Fat Lady, my God, is she okay? She even greeted me this morning."
"This is a matter for Gryffindor, do we have to stay here too?"
"Where will we sleep..."
"..."
The noisy voices continued to rise and fall. Dumbledore waited for the young wizards to accept it for a while before continuing: "Don't worry, I will make arrangements. We can't guarantee whether Black will also attack other colleges, so we have to be vigilant."
As he spoke, Dumbledore waved his hand, and the four long tables were moved to the wall. Then a bag of candies flew out and quickly fell to the ground, turning into sleeping bags.
"Then please rest. Prefects, please take a closer look and don't let anyone leave the hall."
"Next, we professors will go to patrol the castle separately to see if we can find any clues."
Soon, some of the candles in the hall were blown out and it became dim. There were many sounds around them, but soon fatigue caught up with them, and some of the little Slytherin wizards had to crawl into sleeping bags in disgust.
But after lying down, some people use fluorescent flashes to read again.
Most of those people are young wizards in fifth and seventh grade, and they are all about to face the wizard examination.
The wand in Brie's hand popped out, and she clicked on the sleeping bag. A thick cushion and soft blanket were quickly propped up. The wand was erected at the head of the sleeping bag, enlarging it and turning it into a small backrest.
Light a night light.
Bree lay down, took out her notes and looked through them.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The little black dog curled up and slept next to Bree's sleeping bag, but his eyes were cautiously staring at the surroundings.
"Brie, please change your mind. No need for a night light. I'm not in the mood to read right now. The ground is too hard. Only the Gryffindor guys can sleep on it."
Bree smiled and made Draco's sleeping bag a lot softer as requested, thus appeasing the young master's dissatisfaction.
"I have never slept like this before. There are too many people. If you cast a silent spell on me, I don't want to listen to Goyle and Brak snoring."
Bree nodded and used it casually. He said: "Today is perfect. At least Fudge left with the Auror in a gray shape, right?"
Draco looked at the night sky projected by magic on the ceiling, curled his lips and said, "Sooner or later."
"But Black's behavior is getting weirder and weirder. I don't even know what he came to Hogwarts for now, to kill Potter?"
"Do not make jokes."
"Well, I'm curious too, but it's best for us not to get too involved in this matter."
Bree persuaded Draco: "Go to rest quickly, it's time for me to sleep."
Bree put away her wand and lay down under the quilt.
Dumbledore left him the position of spectator. He should have just watched and ignored Black and Snape's affairs, but...who made Black willing to jump on the train?
, to help him.
Glancing at the little black dog nestled next to his sleeping bag, Brie lowered his eyes and thought.
Just help you. Although I don’t know your purpose, at least I will ensure that you are not discovered by Snape. Snape seems to be a little unexpected and is too obsessed with finding Black and sending Black to Azkar.
It's time to get to work.
"Born enemies?" Bree muttered.
What responded to him was the sound of a dog snoring.
Bree cast a silent spell on the little black dog and shook her head helplessly.
"Forget it, now is not the time for you to show up. This will be good for everyone."
Blake is the most important piece on the chessboard. The enemy needs him as an excuse to invade Hogwarts. The friendly side also needs him as a bait to lure the enemy deeper. Bree also wants to find some opportunities in it to let magic
The chance of failure.
The next day, Bree went to the kitchen early to finish breakfast with Draco, threw the little black dog out, and went to the turret alone. However, while passing by the corridor on the seventh floor, she accidentally saw Hermione. Hermione was
Angry and angry, he leaned against the railing and gritted his teeth.
And Bree saw it too, with tears in Hermione's eyes.
"Here comes the damn Wes!"
"Ah, Bree...I'm sorry." Hermione wiped the corners of her eyes and said sheepishly, "I was so angry that I didn't pay attention to you for a while."
"Is something wrong, Bree?"
"What's wrong with you, Hermione, is it related to Wes?"
Hermione nodded hesitantly and told Bree what happened in the morning.
"The Fat Madam still didn't come back today, so we asked Mr. Knight to take her place temporarily and opened the door..."
"After I got in, I was going to feed my cat Crookshanks, but I couldn't find him, and Ron angrily yelled in the dormitory hall, saying that my cat had eaten his mouse.
!”
"Crookshanks won't eat that!"
Hermione became angrier and angrier as she talked. She was extremely angry.
"Just because he didn't take care of his mouse, he ran out and said it was my cat. Didn't it mean that it ran out to find something to eat and disappeared? This Wes is just a stupid kid with no brains.
He only knows how to make reckless accusations. Isn't he right..."
Hermione was talking eloquently, and Bree's head was buzzing. He hurriedly interrupted Hermione.
"Sorry, Hermione, I think I have to rest and leave first... By the way, don't care about what people you don't care about say. This is a kind of punishment for yourself."
Bree waved to Hermione and walked towards the turret.
"Oh, okay, I'm in a much better mood." Hermione smiled and heard a meow.
"Crookshanks, you are here!"
"Hey, why is there still a little black dog?"
Bree, who had just reached the corner building, immediately noticed something was wrong.
Something came in?
This is what the four-leaf vine told Bree. Something slipped in through the open window. That guy was a magical creature, so it couldn't be stopped by the shielding power of the four-leaf vine.
Bree opened the door carefully, and his important things were sealed in the turret. Normally, there would be no need to worry if Ver was watching, but Ver was in the branch in Hogsmeade Village at this time, so there was no one here.
guard.
"Perhaps we should put some serious protection on the turret, otherwise we won't be able to detect anything coming in."
Bree didn't hide what he said, because he had already seen what it was.
Imprison quickly!
A magic spell surged out from Brie's side, and the magic spell quickly rushed towards the big black mouse that was about to escape, and tied it to the ground.